Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1762: Chapter 1757: Bonus Question

The significance of parents to the "self"?

Fu Qian shook his head in his heart, not at all surprised at this additional question.

"You can tell the difference at a glance," naturally refers to the absence of parents.

For Lady Cecilia’s impeccable worldview, parents are undoubtedly an extremely special conceptual symbol.

If everything is just a performance, how should affection be handled for someone who already knows the truth?

Far from being as simple as partly true and partly false, as I have commented before, her thought process cannot easily grasp the concept of "moderation."

For Cecilia, denying this affection almost equates to denying oneself, making it practically a single-choice question.

And I believe this issue has troubled her for many years.

So it’s perfectly normal to have mixed emotions about the "similar temperament" between us.

From the reversal of time requirement just now, one can see her subtle mindset in this regard.

In her mother’s old home, the whimsical request deliberately avoided her mother, focusing only on some unusual memory of childhood experiences.

It even involved the charm removal of relatives.

Her inclination in this single-choice question is already very clear... no wonder they say the additional questions are difficult.

"Perhaps because even the worst parents are a barrier for children against the fear of death?"

Fu Qian stuffed the last piece of bread into his mouth, thought seriously for two seconds, and slowly answered.

...

Until Fu Qian finished his breakfast, Lady Cecilia did not announce the results of the questionnaire in the morning light.

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry. On the one hand, the answer was tightly aligned with the theme, giving a positive explanation for why he and his employer shared a certain similar temperament.

On the other hand, the tables and chairs in the store were still quite empty, so continuing to sit here posed no risk of affecting others’ dining.

"A very interesting perspective... so we can recognize each other because we lack two landmarks in our subconscious mind, which would enter death before us?"

"To the extent that in matters of death, there’s a feeling of having nowhere to hide?"

As expected, she did not disappoint. Not long after, Lady Cecilia finally gave a positive review.

"I must say, this answer makes it difficult for me to back out of the prize... so what do you want? No rush, you can think slowly."

As a well-performing employer, she maintained this persona in the next moment, very straightforwardly saying.

"Another nine pieces."

Unfortunately, someone was more straightforward than him.

Fu Qian made the request without a moment’s hesitation, naturally thinking of his ten sets of clothing.

...

"Huh?"

Cecilia was visibly stunned before realizing what Fu Qian meant.

Ten blankets?

Though she had previously sent out various expensive items with barely a blink, she unexpectedly hesitated for the first time after a brief shock.

"I don’t have that many—"

"Then go make them; I’m also open to installments."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian was evidently not open for negotiation.

Only those responsible for compensation at work will be responsible for the work content.

"Okay..."

It was obvious that this round of reward distribution was the toughest for Lady Cecilia, but she finally nodded.

"I don’t need to give you my address, do I? Remember not to put a name."

With a snap of his fingers, the Clear Dream Ring abruptly ended; Fu Qian finally stood up as he spoke.

"Okay."

On the other side, with the sun fully set, Cecilia, returning to darkness, earnestly noted the instructions.

Of course, she wasn’t the only one to do this.

On the walk back home, with precise timing, the clothes almost arrived simultaneously.

Not wanting to increase the risk of being summoned, Fu Qian also instructed the clerk the same thing at that time.

After storing the items and changing into one of them, Fu Qian did not waste time and directly activated the mark on his wrist.

The quiet morning was over, and it was time to fulfill his duty as a good citizen of Shangjing.

...

"Already ready to open for business this early?"

As the saying goes, just do good deeds and don’t worry about the future.

As it turned out, just ten minutes after returning to the bookstore, the door with the closed sign was knocked.

And representing the peak of Shangjing’s power, Chief Yuan couldn’t help but express surprise even before entering.

"It’s like Gan Zuoxun should issue you a medal—"

But the shock she received wasn’t over yet.

Once inside and seeing Fu Qian’s look, she couldn’t continue her commendation, just stared up and down, eyes wide open.

"Isn’t this... a bit too dedicated?"

Pointing at Fu Qian, Yuan Shan didn’t even know what expression to put on at the moment.

Given his abnormal recovery ability, not resting was one thing, but given the store’s operating status, the owner didn’t need to care so much about appearance, right?

"What do you know? At least we’re in the culture industry; appearance is very important."

With a cold snort, Fu Qian sat upright and even tidied his collar before gesturing a seat for her.

"Then what about when you ran to my place dressed like that?"

Despite being a regional governor, Chief Yuan wouldn’t easily believe such nonsense.

After momentarily regaining her calm from the mental shock, she sat down across without concern for appearances and retorted.

"I just went shopping early this morning, and what you said isn’t entirely accurate."

Fu Qian shook his head.

"I was dressed like this when I went to Wen Li’s place too."

...

Even if you went naked, Wen Li would still welcome you.

Being mature and well aware of Fu Qian’s nonsense level, Yuan Shan took a deep breath, swallowing back her sarcastic comments.

"So today you’re prepared to operate here properly? Though a bit unbelievable, honestly seeing this scene is quite comforting."

Seeing the other party not only refurbish his personal image but, in the next moment, earnestly preparing to serve tea and greet guests, it felt bizarre but strangely soothing.

"What do you mean prepared, today’s operations are already over."

Unfortunately, the response from the opposite was beyond her expectation.

Fu Qian snorted again, lighting up with ridicule for the other party’s ignorance.

"Compared to you guys with drought and flood protection, for us in small businesses, simply surviving demands our utmost effort."

I...

"So getting off this early, what are you planning to do next?"

Nearly losing her temper and wanting to hurl the teacup at Fu Qian, but realizing his style, he’d likely not fetch her another.

Not wanting to even miss a drink, Yuan Shan reluctantly accepted the setting of being worry-free about food and drink, forcefully switching the topic.

"I haven’t thought about it, but that’s what I wanted to ask you — coming over so soon, what are you planning to do?"

Unfortunately, Fu Qian provided an answer full of relaxation while curiously returning with his own question.

"It’s nothing much... I just heard some new news and thought to share it with you."

With a blink, Yuan Shan’s tone was also quite relaxed.